You Sick Fuck Clown!
YOU SICK FUCK CLOWN!
You sick fuck clown…
Yet again the Carnivale is in town.
You’re a jester with false smiles,
You simper and snicker but all lies.
A recluse amidst having a manifold mindset;
Misery your company, a constant silhouette!
Others disdainful bliss and trifling pursuits
Bleed dry your sanity!
Always before a live audience,
Your real self inexistent.
You share the stage with the rest of the freak shows.
What you do what you do, no one knows.
Your laugh earsplitting!
But your weep the most hushed.
Tears beckoning, your spirit hemorrhaging!
Blue your perpetual hue.
Your Ringmaster; no fuckin’ clue!
Antagonist as always portrayed,
But unmasked a veiled martyr hailed.
They applaud your fanatical spectacle!
Your true essence, a question they ponder.
Towering laughs, heard across the heavens.
Sightless spectators and muted comments;
Persistently in attendance, never absent.
Mind adrift; subliminally you crave,
For once… they halt the torment!
Others ‘Boo’ and ‘hiss,’ you don’t fret,
Never did react!
So I clap once in my sincerest
I hope you heed it.
All you shared was a passing glimpse
Then the curtain fell, lights were dimmed
While behind the scenes…
You faced the mirror,
Then you smeared your clown face,
And with a stunned demeanor!
I now grasped true comprehension;
For in your eyes I stared,
For your soul you’ve bared.
… You sick fuck clown…
Fuck it! I AM YOU!!
Clown's Anthem: This is the last time (Keane)